I have here under my dress well hidden
Butterflies that at dawn, returning home
I have here under the bed every dawn
I have so many things and none is in its place
I have here inside a glass the first
I have in one of my curls the rhythm of the tango
I have written in a sigh those words
I have so many things and none is in its place
After you I understood that time makes no friends
How short love was and how long forgetting
I will be your light, I will be a disguise
A lamppost that turns on when you pass
Any butterfly, the North Star
That comes alone and very lonely goes away
I will be the taste of a kiss in the sea
An old proverb about how to forget
I will be immortal, because I am your destiny
I have here under my pillow your photograph
It says more than a thousand words
And I answer it that I loved you too
I have the window open
Because that way time slips away without seeing you
I have so many things, I have them all in my mind
After you I understood that time makes no friends
How short love was, and how long forgetting
I will be your light, I will be a disguise
A lamppost that turns on when you pass
Any butterfly, the North Star
That comes alone and very lonely goes away
I will be the taste of a kiss in the sea
An old proverb about how to forget
I will be that mole that adorns your skin
A dove close to wherever you are
A stroke of luck, the three-o'clock coffee
Some gaze that makes you go crazy
I will be the voice that warns on the train
A hunch that everything will be fine
I will be immortal, because I am your destiny